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The Ballad of Buster Scruggs is a six-part Western anthology film, a series of tales about the American frontier told through the unique and incomparable voice of Joel and Ethan Coen. Each chapter tells a distinct story about the American West.

Audience Reviews for The Ballad of Buster Scruggs

The Coen Brothers have done it again, and this time they have created what could be the best picture of the year. The Ballad of Buster Sruggs is unique and showcases what the Coen Brothers are great at doing, and that's creating dark drama. Netflix has provided a blank canvas for the filmmakers and they don't fail at delivering what the box office won't, and that's creativity. The Coen Brothers need to work with Netflix to continue producing such interesting films and I hope they have another gem up their sleeves. This is going straight into my 2018 top 9. 25/12/2018.

Brendan Nicholls

Super Reviewer

½

Netflix might just be the best pasture yet for brothers Joel and Ethan Coen. The Oscar-winning filmmakers were reportedly creating a Western series for the online streaming giant but that has turned into an anthology film, The Ballad of Buster Scruggs. The Coens' love of the beautiful, the bizarre, the bucolic and the brazen are on full display with their six-part anthology movie that serves as reminder of what wonderfully unique cinematic voices they are. The Ballad of Buster Scruggs is uneven, as most anthology films tend to by design, but it reaches that vintage Coen sweet spot of absurdity and profundity.
The best segment is also the one that kicks things off, the titular adventures of Buster Scruggs, a singing Gene Autry-style cowboy who manages to get into all sorts of scrapes. The tonal balancing act on this one is pure Coen, at once inviting an audience to nostalgically recall the Westerns of old while kicking you in the teeth with dark, hilariously violent turns that veer into inspired slapstick. There is a delightful absurdity to the segment thanks to the cheerful sociopath nature of Buster Scruggs, the fastest gun in the West that's eager to show off at a moment's notice. He's a typical Coen creation, a wicked wordsmith finding himself into heaps of trouble, but through his quick wits and sudden bursts of violence, he's able to rouse an entire saloon full of witnesses to his murder into a swinging, carousing group following him in song. I laughed long and hard throughout much of this segment. I was hooked and wanted to see where it would go next and how depraved it might get. Tim Blake Nelson (O Bother Where Art Thou) is wonderful as Buster Scruggs and perfectly finds the exact wavelength needed for the Coen's brand of funny and peculiar. He's like a combo Daffy Duck and Bugs Bunny breaking the fourth wall to let the audience in on his merry bravado. The segment ends in a fitting fashion, another song that manages to be hilarious and strangely poignant at the same time. The Coens allow the scene to linger into a full-on duet of metaphysical proportions. I could have watched an entire series following Buster Scruggs but it may have been wise to cut things short and not to overstay its novelty.
The other best segments take very different tonal destinations. "All Gold Canyon" is a slower and more leisurely segment, following Tom Waits as a prospector who systematically works the land in search of a hidden trove of gold he nicknames "Mr. Pocket." The step-by-step process has a lyrical nature to it, and it reminded me of the opening of There Will Be Blood where we follow Daniel Plainview's initial success at unearthing the beginning of his fortune. Waits is fantastic and truly deserving of Oscar consideration as the prospector. He's hardscrabble and resilient, and there's a late moment where he's narrating a near escape from death where he's tearfully thankful, possibly losing himself in the moment, and so grateful that it made me tear up myself. The segment ebbs and flows on the strength of the visual storytelling and Waits. It's a lovely short with a few hidden punches, which is also another fine way to describe the other best segment, "The Gal Who Got Rattled." It stars Zoe Kazan (The Big Sick) as a woman making her way to Oregon with a wagon train. She's heading west for a new life, one she was not prepared for and only doing so at the urging of her pushy brother who dies shortly into the journey. Now she's on her own and struggling to find her own place in the larger world. There's a very sweet and hopeful romance between her and Billy Knapp (Bill Heck), one of the wagon train leaders who is thinking of settling down. It's also a segment that slows down, accounting for the longest running time of the six. It goes to great care to establish the rhythms of life on the road, where many people walked the thousands of miles across the plains. The budding courtship is at a realistic simmer, something with more promise than heat. It's such an involving story that its downturn of an ending almost feels criminal, albeit even if the tragic setups were well placed. Both of these segments take a break from the signature irony of the Coens and sincerely round out their characters and personal journeys and the dangers that await them.
The remaining three segments aren't bad by any stretch (I'd rate each from fine to mostly good) but they don't get close to the entertainment and artistic majesty of the others. The second segment, "Near Algodones," has some fun moments as James Franco is an inept bank robber who seems to go from bad situation to new bad situation, getting out through miraculous means until his luck runs out. The interaction with a kooky Stephen Root is a highlight but the segment feels more like a series of ideas than any sort of story. Even for an anthology movie, the segment feels too episodic for its own good. The third segment, "Meal Ticket," is about a traveling sideshow in small dusty towns in the middle of winter. Liam Neeson plays the owner and the main act is a thespian (Henry Melling, best known as Dudley Dursely in the Harry Potter films) with no arms and no legs. The thespian character says nothing else but his prepared oratory. It makes him a bit harder to try and understand internally. I was also confused by their relationship. Are they father/son? Business partners? It's also the most repetitious short, by nature, with the monologues and stops bleeding into one another, giving the impression of the thankless and hard life of a performer trying to eek out a living. It's a bit too oblique. The final segment, "The Mortal Remains," is like an Agatha Christie chamber play. We listen to five characters engage in a philosophical and contentious debate inside a speeding stagecoach that will not slow down. It's an actors showcase with very specifically written characters, the Coens sharp ear for local color coming through. The conversation takes on a symbolism of passing over to judgment in the afterlife, or maybe it doesn't and I'm trying to read more into things. You may start to tune out the incessant chatter as I did. It's a perfunctory finish for the movie.
Being a Coen brothers' film, the technical merits are mesmerizing. The cinematography by Bruno Delbonnel (Amelie, Inside Llewyn Davis) is sumptuous and often stunning. The use of light and color is a gorgeous tapestry, and some of the visual arrangements could be copied into ready-made scenic postcards, in particular "Meal Ticket" and "All Gold Canyon." The isolation, hostility, warmth, majesty of the setting is expertly communicated to the viewer. The production design and costuming are consummate as well. The musical score by longtime collaborator Carter Burwell is classic in its use of melancholy strings and motifs. It's a glorious looking movie made with master craft care.
Before its release, the Coens had talked about how hard it was to make their kind of movies within the traditional studio system, even with their 30 years of hits and classics. Netflix is desperately hungry for prestige content, so it looks like a suitable match. I'd happily welcome more Coen brothers' movies like The Ballad of Buster Scruggs, a goofy Western that's equally heart wrenching as it is heart-warming, neither shying away from the cruelty and indifference of the harsh setting nor neglecting to take in its splendor. Just give them whatever money they need Netflix to keep these sort of movies a comin'.
Nate's Grade: B+

Nate Zoebl

Super Reviewer

There isn't enough talk about the Coen Brothers having a new film on Netflix. It's a Western anthology with six very different chapters, that pretty much cover the Brothers' entire range from funny, even silly to tragic and depressing, with "death" always playing a role one way or another. The film also looks absolutely amazing. For example, there hasn't been such a gorgeous wagon trek for decades. I'd even say it's among the Coen's better films, considering their hit and miss career. Even though it ends with the weakest episode, I never wanted this to end. It's for Westerns what Black Mirror is for Sci-Fi, or should be.
Oh and Harry Potter fans will shit bricks when they realize who the other main actor in the episode with Liam Neeson actually is.

Jens S.

Super Reviewer

You're a actor of note and at a Hollywood function, or a red carpet meet and greet, and you run into one or both of the Coen Brothers ... what do you say? Well eventually, by my estimation of some of the most memorable work in the popular line of late (or by rep alone), you say: "got any parts for me in your next thing?" And here then is the answer, a work that manages to squeeze a lot of celebs into one piece, that's really six pieces. As with any collection of short stories, some are better than others, yes, but all strike different chords of the human condition and all memorably. For my part I was most impressed with Tom Waits and Lucky as gold miners, and the story of young love unfolding on a wagon train journey to Oregon, but you find which story resonates with you best. The underlying theme throughout is the American West seen in new ways.